"The person who painted this picture has a lot of ideas, and he creates it from the perspective of a corpse." Ma Ying looked at the painting in her hand, she seemed to be infected by the emotions in the painting, and she was a little uncomfortable.

"I think it's quite awkward, it's weird to look at a living person from the perspective of a dead person." Liu Xianxian glanced at it, and lost interest: "I always feel that this painting is for the dead, maybe this painting is painted by the teacher." ”

"Don't talk nonsense." Ma Ying put the painting aside, and when she was about to look at the second painting, her fingers rubbed against the drawing paper, and her fingertips were stained with a small piece of paint: "It's not dry yet?" ”

She froze in place, her head stunned.

"It seems to have been painted recently, and there must have been other people in the warehouse, but why is he painting here? Still painting such an alternative? ”

Ma Ying thought of what Liu Xianxian said before entering the building, when a student passed through the West District at night, he saw someone beckoning inside, and only after entering did he find that it was a seriously damaged corpse.

"Is it really a general teacher who draws?" A terrible thought came to her mind, and Ma Ying took a step back uncontrollably, she wanted to stay away from the cabinet, but she was curious about the other paintings.

Eventually, curiosity overcame fear, and Ma Ying stood in front of the cabinet and looked at the second painting.

This is an oil painting, the color chosen by the author makes people look very depressing, the gray sky is pressed overhead, the black crow pecks at the miserable white **, and a hand that is about to rot struggles to stick out of the ground.

"It's a very pessimistic and hopeless world, without any color."

Ma Ying looked at the third painting, which showed a little girl holding an apple.

This painting is the complete opposite of the previous one, with a girl dressed in cute and bright clothes, standing under a neon light, and the apple in her hand is seductively colored.

From the background to the costumes, it's full of color and light, but the painting still feels uncomfortable.

The reason is that the little girl in the middle, she is out of place with the whole painting, her exposed skin is an abnormal grayish white, she wants to eat the apple in her hand, but she seems to know very well in her heart that even if she takes a bite, she will not be able to eat the taste of the apple.

There was a simple desire on her delicate little face to know what apples tasted like.

Putting down the third painting, Ma Ying looked at the last painting.

It is a realistic painting of a person whose body has been torn apart.

The picture in front of him, which is difficult for ordinary people to accept, does not have any discomfort in Ma Ying's opinion.

In her first anatomy lesson, she learned that dead people are different from living people, that they are now just cold machines, machines made of complex parts that can no longer be re-run.

The person who is dismantled in the painting is gazing at his own body, and perhaps he is also thinking about whether he can still be called a human being.

Staring at the portrait in the last painting, Ma Ying looked at it for a long time, and suddenly seemed to think of something.

She took out her phone and clicked on the video her sister had sent her before she disappeared, and pressed the pause button when the video reached the twelfth second.

At that time, the camera happened to shoot the window, and there was a woman holding the windowsill with both hands, revealing half of her face.

Comparing the faces in the paintings, Ma Ying suddenly found that the woman's skin color was very similar to the color of the portraits in these paintings!

"What's going on? One is a video shoot, which is real, and the other is just drawn, which is fictional. ”

Her arms trembled involuntarily, and she felt that the woman on the phone screen and the portraits in the paintings were looking at her.

I raised my hand and put a few paintings into the cabinet and closed the cabinet door, and the feeling disappeared.

"The protagonists in the painting seem to be general teachers, if you think about it this way, the woman lying on the window in the video is actually a corpse? But how could the corpse lie at the window? ”

The video was paused at the last second, and the woman lying on the window in the picture looked at the photographer, and Ma Ying felt like the woman was staring at herself across the screen.

"There seemed to be a mixed emotion in her eyes, which is definitely not something that a corpse can do." Ma Ying turned off the video, and when she looked at the woman, she was also a little scared: "My sister's disappearance must be related to this woman, and these paintings can be regarded as clues." ”

Pressing her hand on the cabinet door, Ma Ying touched the sticky cabinet door, and felt more and more strange: "There is formalin left on the cabinet door, the painting in the cabinet is created from the perspective of the general teacher, and my sister also disappeared when she saw a monster similar to a corpse, is the dead really 'resurrected'?" ”

"Xiaoying!" Liu Xianxian's voice came from behind her, and this timid girl seemed to have run into the depths of the warehouse alone.

"Where are you?" Ma Ying could only hear Liu Xianxian's voice, but she couldn't see anyone, and there were too many clutter in the warehouse, blocking her vision.

"Xiaoying!" Liu Xianxian shouted again, but only Ma Ying's name was called.

Ma Ying, who had just been frightened by the video and the painting, became highly vigilant, grabbed a broken chair next to her, and walked towards the place where the sound came from.

Across the shelves, she saw a straight figure standing in an inconspicuous corner of the warehouse.

"Liu Xianxian?" Holding the chair in one hand, Ma Ying raised her mobile phone, and before the bright light could reach the figure, her shoulder was suddenly patted.

"Who!"

With a shake of her arm, Ma Ying grabbed the chair and smashed it behind her, and when the chair was about to touch the person behind her, she saw the other party clearly and forcibly stopped.

The chair brushed against the man behind him and smashed on the shelf, making a loud noise.

Stiffly retracting her arm, Liu Xianxian didn't expect Ma Ying to have such a big reaction, and she was also taken aback: "Xiaoying, why do you feel a little strange tonight?" ”

Putting down the chair, Ma Ying took a deep breath: "I'm strange? Suddenly tapped me on the shoulder in this place, are you trying to scare me to death? ”

"We've been to this place a few times, so there's nothing to be afraid of." At that moment just now, Liu Xianxian felt that Ma Ying's face was a little hideous.

"No, I'm now sure someone came in before we came!" Ma Ying suddenly remembered something when she said this, she picked up her mobile phone and took a picture of the corner she was going to look at before!

"What about people?"

It was empty, and there was not a single person.

"Xiaoying, don't scare me, where else is there besides us?" Liu Xianxian stood behind Ma Ying: "Even if someone came in before us, then he may not still be in this warehouse now." ”

"That guy didn't leave, I just saw him with my own eyes!" Ma Ying couldn't imagine that just when she and Liu Xianxian were confident and bold to search, there was another person standing in this warehouse.

"Leave immediately, I have a very bad premonition." Ma Ying picked up the chair on the ground again, trying to persuade Liu Xian to leave.

"No, I can't go now." Liu Xianxian stood in place with a firm attitude, and she grabbed Ma Ying's arm: "I just found the statue on the other side of the warehouse." ”